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... late Romaunts of Masters COTTLE , Laureat PYE , Ogilvy , HolE , and gentle Mistress COWLEY , have not exalted the Epic Muse ; but as Mr. SOUTHEY's poem " disdains the appellation , " allow us to ask - has he substituted any thing better ...
... late Romaunts of Masters COTTLE , Laureat PYE , Ogilvy , HolE , and gentle Mistress COWLEY , have not exalted the Epic Muse ; but as Mr. SOUTHEY's poem " disdains the appellation , " allow us to ask - has he substituted any thing better ...
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... late edition of POPE's works , for which ho received 300 pounds : thus Mr. B. has experienced , how much easier it is to profit by the reputation of another , than to elevate his own . unfortunatey + " All this is right . I saw some ...
... late edition of POPE's works , for which ho received 300 pounds : thus Mr. B. has experienced , how much easier it is to profit by the reputation of another , than to elevate his own . unfortunatey + " All this is right . I saw some ...
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... late Theatre , Covent - Garden . was entitled " Whistle for It . " It Mr. BROUGHAM , in Nɔ . XXV . of the Edinburgh Re- view , throughout the article concerning Don Pedro de Cevallos , Thus having said , the kilted Goddess kist 520 Her ...
... late Theatre , Covent - Garden . was entitled " Whistle for It . " It Mr. BROUGHAM , in Nɔ . XXV . of the Edinburgh Re- view , throughout the article concerning Don Pedro de Cevallos , Thus having said , the kilted Goddess kist 520 Her ...
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... late unworthy member of an Institution which materially affects the morals of the higher orders , while the lower may not even move to the sound of a tabor and fiddle without a chance of indictment for riotous behaviour . PETRONIUS ...
... late unworthy member of an Institution which materially affects the morals of the higher orders , while the lower may not even move to the sound of a tabor and fiddle without a chance of indictment for riotous behaviour . PETRONIUS ...
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... late Lord FALKLAND well . On Sunday night I beheld him presiding at his own table , in all the honest pride of hospitality ; on Wednesday morning , at three o'clock , I saw stretched before me all that remained of courage , feeling ...
... late Lord FALKLAND well . On Sunday night I beheld him presiding at his own table , in all the honest pride of hospitality ; on Wednesday morning , at three o'clock , I saw stretched before me all that remained of courage , feeling ...
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English bards, and Scotch reviewers; a satire George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) Vista completa - 1810 |
Términos y frases comunes
AMOS Ballads Bard Baviad beauties Behold blest boast BOWLES brain CAMOENS CAPEL LOFFT CARLISLE CATULLUS classic COCKSPUR STREET Comedies Condemned COTTLE Critics crouds dare Deloraine dull Dunciad E'en Edinburgh Review Edition ENGLISH BARDS Epic fame feel follies fools genius GIFFORD HAFIZ hail HALLAM hallowed hath hero HOLLAND'S honour hope inspiration JAMES CAWTHORN JEFFREY JEFFREY'S JUVENAL LAMBE lines were added LITTLE's Lord Lord BOLINGBROKE LORD BYRON Lord CARLISLE Lord Fanny Lordship luckless lyre Lyrical Ballads Marmion Minstrel Muse night numbers o'er once pistol Pixies poem Poesy poet's poetical poetry POPE praise Prince prose published resign rhyme rhymester Satire Satirist scenes SCOTCH REVIEWERS scribbler sleep smile song Sonnets sons soul SOUTHEY SOUTHEY's Spirit spurn Stanza STOTT strain taste thee themes thine thing thou throng thy muse Tolbooth traduce translator Triumphs verse William of Deloraine worthy write yield
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Página 65 - Twas thine own genius gave the final blow, And helped to plant the wound that laid thee low : So the struck eagle, stretched upon the plain, No more through rolling clouds to soar again, Viewed his own feather on the fatal dart, And winged the shaft that quivered in his heart ; Keen were his pangs, but keener far to feel He nursed the pinion which impelled the steel ; While the same plumage that had warmed his nest Drank the last life-drop of his bleeding breast.
Página 64 - Unhappy White ! while life was in its spring,* And thy young muse just waved her joyous wing, The spoiler came ; and all thy promise fair Has sought the grave, to sleep for ever there. Oh ! what a noble heart was here undone, When Science...
Página 21 - And each adventure so sublimely tells, That all who view the 'idiot in his glory' Conceive the bard the hero of the story. Shall gentle Coleridge pass unnoticed here, To turgid ode and tumid stanza dear? Though themes of innocence amuse him best, Yet still obscurity's a welcome guest. If Inspiration should her aid refuse To him who takes a pixy for a muse, Yet none in lofty numbers can surpass The bard who soars to elegise an ass.
Página 20 - ... shows That prose is verse, and verse is merely prose ; Convincing all, by demonstration plain, Poetic souls delight in prose insane ; And Christmas stories tortured into rhyme Contain the essence of the true sublime. Thus, when he tells the tale of Betty Foy, The idiot mother of
Página 19 - Up! up! my Friend, and quit your books; Or surely you'll grow double : Up! up! my Friend, and clear your looks; Why all this toil and trouble?
Página 6 - d to find or forge a fault; A turn for punning, call it Attic salt; To Jeffrey go, be silent and discreet, His pay is just ten sterling pounds per sheet: Fear not to lie, 'twill seem a sharper hit ; Shrink not from blasphemy, 'twill pass for wit; Care not for feeling — pass your proper jest, And stand a critic, hated yet caress'd.
Página 6 - Take hackney'd jokes from MILLER, got by rote, With just enough of learning to misquote , A mind well skill'd to find or forge a fault ; A turn for punning, call it Attic salt ; To JEFFREY go, be silent and discreet, His pay is just ten sterling pounds per sheet : 70 Fear not to lie, 'twill seem a lucky hit; Shrink not from blasphemy, 'twill pass for wit ; Care not for feeling — pass your proper jest, And stand a critic, hated yet caress'd.
Página 13 - Now forging scrolls, now foremost in the fight, Not quite a felon, yet but half a knight, The gibbet or the field prepared to grace ; A mighty mixture of the great and base.
Página 2 - And I not sing, lest, haply, Scotch reviews Should dub me scribbler, and denounce my muse ? Prepare for rhyme — I'll publish, right or wrong ; Fools are my theme, let satire be my song.